And then again.
I bite my bottom lip to keep it from pulling another orgasm out of me so easily.
“Now, for your punishment since you can’t control your own body. You are going to come. Over and over. All night long. Until you can’t stand the thought of coming again,” Arlo says.
That sounds like the best punishment ever.
“I would wipe that smile off your lips, beautiful. You will quickly learn how this is the worst kind of punishment,” Matteo says.
I let go and come as the vibrator continues its punishing pace against my clit.
As soon as I do, Matteo replaces the vibrator with his cock. He thrusts inside me while he kisses me, punishing me with his teeth on my lip. His pace is fast as he thrusts, his mouth equally as brutal on my lips. My hands grab on to the ropes as I feel the familiar feeling growing closer.
“Come, sweetheart,” Matteo says.
I do as his cum fills my pussy.
He slips out of me while I try to recover from the pounding my body just took, but I don’t get a break. Arlo’s cock replaces Matteo’s in seconds.
His cock hits deep inside me, hitting a spot that makes me crazy. I feel his lips on my ear, and I prepare for him to torture me in the same way that Matteo just did. But he doesn’t.
Instead, he whispers into my ear, “You may control me usually. But you don’t have any control when my cock is buried in your pussy. Now, I’m in control. You do whatever I say.”
I breathe in.
“Now, come,” Arlo says.
I come.
My body hangs down, my arms stretching long as my body pulls on the restraints, unable to hold myself up. But Matteo quickly replaces Arlo, holding me up as he fucks me in the ass this time.
I can’t handle this. Not if they keep this pace up. I’ll die by being over fucked.
But, at least, if I do, I’ll die a sweet death.
29
Arlo
We fucked her all night long, just like I’d promised we would.
She almost broke several times, but she never did. It only showed me and her how strong she truly was.
I thought the endless sex would finally be what broke down her walls. But it didn’t.
She thought we were fucking her all night to destroy any memory of Enrico in her head. And that was definitely part of it.
Nina is invincible. She knows exactly how strong she is now.
If she survived a night of fucking in every position possible, she could survive anything. We beat her, scarred her body, and fucked her pussy so hard that she slept for an entire week after without moving.
Matteo and I took turns in watching over her. We brought her back to Matteo’s room because, despite having her own beautiful room, his room was where she felt safe. She did nothing but sleep.
We slept, too, but not like her.
Every day, we both ached for her to wake up to have a chance to fuck her again because, after having her so many times in a row, it felt impossible to go a second without having her. But it was dangerous for us to feel that way about her. Far too dangerous because it became far too close to us developing feelings for her.
When she did finally wake up, we both thought she wouldn’t want to have sex again for a long time. But I’d learned to be surprised when it came to Nina.